Fascination with Waterfalls

Waterfalls fascinate me. I was not near any growing up in St. Louis, but I do remember loving a spot in Forest Park where the water overflowed from a small basin, to a larger one and then cascaded over flat stones to form a small pool at the bottom. I loved sitting at the top in summer and eating a picnic lunch there. I do not think I did this more than once or twice, but it is a memory that has stayed with me and I loved the sound of the water flowing over the rocks.

Real waterfalls are usually noisy from the force of the water, but I have seen some gentle, quiet ones. Why do they fascinate me? Is it because I associate it with the Living Water flowing from the Heart of Christ?