Oxymoron

Love behold! Ive found a path
That leads not your way
Stories foretold, by a many a men
Come to their end this day

If you happen to meet him, oh love
You will know not to preach again
And if you wind up, where I stand now
There are chances youll feel the pain

And so love behold! Ive found a path
That doesnt run to you
Hatred I am told, is not the way out
But it is a road frontward and new.