This song came to me while in a helicopter ride, through rough snow and winds, to the grave of the Bal Hatanyan, the first rabbi of Lubavitch. I based the words on a mantra that inspired me while learning the Tanya. Here are little snippets of the journey which inspired me to join a weekly shiur in Tanya with rabbi Shais Taub, also a writer for the Ami, and philanthropist Rav Eizik Lefkowitz.
