I was late to the Vigil of the Transfiguration, but I finally heard it

I am a face faced by the living G-d, I thought, and I am not dead. My priest likes to say that every icon is an icon of Christ, because every person in an icon shines with the Uncreated Light of Tabor, Christ’s face in the Transfiguration. But in this encounter with the Transfiguration, I did not first see; I heard. When Elijah came to Horeb, there was a great wind, but G-d was not in the wind, and after the wind there was an earthquake, but G-d was not in the earthquake, and after the earthquake there was a fire, but G-d was not in the fire. Elijah then hears a still small voice. This was how G-d spoke to me at the Vigil too, confounding my senses so that it was not that I first saw the Transfiguration at the Vigil; there was no icon, after all, on the tetrapod. I heard the Transfiguration. It was also a still, small voice.