Lost in words

Contsant patterns, Constant reminders, Continuous cycle of trials, Continuous cycle that bind's us. The good and the bad The up's and the down's The highs and the low's Everything in motion, When does it cease? The growth I became, The petals that grow, The nourishment it receives, from the cycle, from the patterns, From everything that binds us. The air and the wind The hot and the cold The earth and the river All things and everything that intertwine with the cycle. who am I? what am I? where am I?