A poem I wrote very near this spot on May 19, 2006:

The slithering snake of Pine Creek
Day ending to close the week
Rock cliffs protruding from the hill
This was all in His will
Valley bottom to mountain top
Creek humming, there is no stop
Hand of God, rejoice with glee
With one finger drew the valley I do see
Cloudy skies overhead
Trees grasping their rocky bed
Call of a dear bird
My ears have certainly heard
God gives and takes away
But gladness in my heart I felt today

(August 17, 2008)