Analyze..whose mistake is it

Body has become frail and fragile
Unable to walk by the legs, work by the hands
In the long years even to see through the eyes
That the writings look like scribbler's prescription..
Whose mistake is it possibly..?

Soul has become fain adown
Neither to tenant its sheath nor to flee vibrant
In the long years even to vision through the mind
That it's wheezing inside a blurred description..
Whose mistake is it possibly..?