Ora

On Lake Orta, time does not flow: it breathes.

It settles on the water in the morning, when the lake is smooth
like a thought just born, and hovers
among the mountains like a gentle question.

Here ORA is born. It is not just a place,
it is a moment that decides to stand still.

ORA takes its name from the present,
yet it listens to the echo of Orta:
an ancient sound, gathered, that speaks of stone,
of silence and of slow footsteps.
On its shores, thoughts do not run — they sit down.

They gaze at their reflections in the water and,
one by one, find their place.

Those who arrive at ORA do not lose time:
they find it again. In the simple act of watching
the lake, in the calm rhythm of breathing,
in the subtle wellbeing of feeling at last here.

ORA is the point where time stands still
to remind you that you exist.