My Wind Keeps Blowing

Everyone knows you, but how come I can't? Even if I try hard. 
Then I realized I'll never will. 
Yes, I have given up trying to know you as of now.

You've been doing so good in living and standing up for the principle & philosophy you wanted to achieve in your youthful days.

You've excellently applied it, and continued living for it.

I would never be regretful to you, but the shadows of the life you've been living keeps reflecting on the things I come across while I am on my own flight. 

It never failed to arouse my fascination though.

It has never been spoken in my language, but it has also never been kept away from me as I learned the language.

What are you trying to imply? Is this a test for my flight?

I would have saved the time when I keep wandering what direction I would follow. 
But again, I would never be regretful on the flight I've been keeping up. 

There was a phase in my flight that I wanted to follow your wind...and I awfully failed...failed hard.

What's with your wind that I can't keep it with it?We have the same wind; for I came from you. 

People who read this would think I am talking in riddles, I am just using your language. 
Many can read but only you can comprehend; for only you and I have the same wind.

As I've said, I have given up trying as of now.

I am uncertain when will I resume my feat. 

I hope I will not be too late...
and I hope you'll see me in another light, 
my wind father.