Without a Style?

I didn't know why I wrote this piece, but it just came out. i didn't put much thought into it, so i thought it lacked style. I don't know, but you might like to leave a comment, telling me about how i can improve, that is, if you're kind enough.

Deep down in the ocean,

A seal swims,

Penetrating through the water.

High up in the skies,

A falcon soars,

Leaving the land far beneath it.

Amongst the trees of the forest,

A wolf hunts,

In search for precious food.

In the middle of the city,

A mother departs,

Unaware of the child she left behind.

In the midst of a battle,

People die,

With no one left to grieve for them.