The story doesn’t mention what exactly—masturbation, peeping-tomming, whatever wild wantings young men think to do. Rumi told them not to worry about it. “It just means he’s growing his feathers. The dangerous case is a kid who doesn’t do indecent acts, who then leaves the nest without feathers. One flap and the cat has him.” Be careful, Rumi suggests, about shaming sexual behavior in an adolescent or anyone who hasn’t yet had his or her fill of erotic trancing.
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